Boom!
After a loud noise, fire and smoke billowed like a small mushroom cloud.
In the explosion, broken corpses and brown-black iron filings flew everywhere, and the little devil's death squad was wiped out in an instant.
The little devil's shield is indeed strong enough. Heavy machine guns and grenades have no effect at all on the little devil's shield.
But the gas tank was different. A large gas tank weighing nearly a hundred pounds fell from three floors and directly hit the little devil holding the shield, making him lose his temper.
The gas tank fell into the crowd of Japanese soldiers and was instantly detonated by a grenade that had been fired in advance.
As you can imagine, the explosion of a gas tank, coupled with a few grenades, caused a small team of little devils to completely disappear from the face of the earth.
The horrific explosion made both sides of the Suzhou River tremble again. Even the generals from many countries riding on the airship had to admire that this was a trap.
Among them, General Philip said: "I really didn't expect that the entire Sihang Warehouse turned out to be a trap left by the Chinese to the Japanese."
General Delly also frowned and said: "What are the Chinese thinking? They were defeated in the Battle of Songhu, but they want to regain their position here?"
At the same time, other foreign officials and generals also discussed:
"I have to say that the Japanese have been led by the Chinese."
"Yeah, when I heard that the Chinese were collecting gas cans in the South Bank, I was still thinking, why do the Chinese need so many gas cans? Is it for cooking? But I didn't expect that the gas cans have such wonderful functions. .”
"I really can't imagine whether this commander has the ability to predict the future. He would actually think of using gas tanks to break the Japanese armor."
"I have never seen or heard of such a creative commander."
"Is this sleeping Eastern dragon really about to wake up?"
"It's terrible. Think about China's Yuan Dynasty. It was a monster that almost swallowed up all of Europe."
"I'm really lucky that in the past one hundred years, the empire still dared to challenge such an Eastern dragon."
"It seems that the outcome of today's battle is already predictable."
"Yes, today's battle will be extremely exciting."
"Steve, you must record this battle completely. Let those arrogant militants see the true strength of this Eastern dragon!..."
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As soon as the war started, all the generals on the airship were shocked.
Although they had heard some rumors about Sihang Warehouse before.
But they didn't believe it at all. In their hearts, Japan is the overlord of the East.
Since the Meiji Restoration, Japan has developed rapidly, not only getting rid of their colonial rule, but also rapidly expanding externally. With lightning speed, it occupied North Korea, the three northeastern provinces, Taiwan and other places.
What is China doing instead? Nothing seemed to be done, just warlords fighting for the land that originally belonged to them.
The vision is too short-sighted. In the eyes of these veteran colonists, China is simply hopeless. And if they hadn't taken into account their own interests in China, they wouldn't even want to mediate this war.
But at this time, the battle at Sihang Warehouse will completely change their perception.
An independent regiment with less than a thousand men not only blocked the Japanese for three days, but also caused a large number of casualties to the Japanese army.
They even used the word 'terrible' to describe this battle.
Several Japanese attacks not only had no effect, but also resulted in heavy casualties.
Let’s not talk about the distance, let’s just talk about it now. After only one hour of fighting, the Japanese soldiers holding shields and preparing to blow up the Sihang Warehouse suffered more than 200 casualties in the explosion of gas tanks.
Nearly a hundred of the Japs responsible for the feint attack fell in front of the charging formation. The firepower net of Sihang Warehouse made the little devil despair.
Originally, their sharpshooters could definitely influence a war. But they met the Dragon Boat Festival who was more divine than them.
Duanwu held a 38-type rifle and shot a headshot within 300 meters. The little Japanese sharpshooters killed more than thirty people in just one hour.
Those were more than thirty well-trained sharpshooters. Every sharpshooter has the ability to influence a small battle.
But there are so many of them, but they can't compete with the elusive Dragon Boat Festival. Even more than thirty people died, and they didn't know which window the bullet was fired from during the Dragon Boat Festival.
This was a desperate hour for Isao Konoe.
The death squads died one after another. The shield he had made overnight and his suicide squad members were like monsters made of flesh and steel, kneeling downstairs of the Sixings Warehouse.
Blood flowed all over the ground, and even gathered into a small river and flowed into the sewer. Along with the putrid smell, it gradually flowed to the sea.
Reports of casualties from the forward positions came like snow flakes.
Konoe Isao was already a little numb at this time.
Since he was ordered to come to eliminate the enemy troops in Sihang Warehouse, he has not received any good news. They are all death lists, or reports of defeats and deaths of officers at the front.
Either those damn junior officers want this or that from him.
In order to make a steel shield, he did not hesitate to dismantle his own car.
But what did they give him in return? Just these casualty figures and reports of defeat.
"Report, Major Xiao Quan died in battle."
At this moment, another ignorant Japanese soldier came to report, which completely angered Konoe Isao.
Isao Konoe went berserk, roaring like crazy:
"Bagayalu! How long will you continue to fight this battle? Will you only show me these death reports?
I want to know how many more enemies we have. How long can they hold on? You guys, understand? "
Konoe Isao's roar resounded throughout the tent. The officers present all lowered their heads in frustration, not daring to say a word.
Because anyone can see that Konoe Isao has been driven crazy by this war.
Looking at the silent junior officer, who seemed to be mute, Konoe roared again angrily:
"Why don't you answer me? Does the empire just raise a bunch of pigs? Even if they are pigs, you have to howl for me twice when they die. Do you understand?"
At this time, an officer said bravely: "Your Excellency, it's not that our soldiers of the Japanese Empire are all useless. It's that the Chinese people are very cunning.
They relied on the Shanghai Gas Plant behind the Sihang Warehouse and were sure that we could not use heavy artillery. Huddled in the sturdy four-row warehouse and fought against our army.
This is very detrimental to our army. Please, sir, make plans in advance. All soldiers of the empire have the consciousness to serve His Majesty the Emperor! ..."
